Time flies, and more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.

In recent years, many major events have happened in the world.

The leader of the Ming Cult fought against Yang Dingtian to fight against three masters of the Shaolin Sect Du generation. He returned home in Sandu. One of them was even blinded by Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian, who won a great victory, became famous all over the world and was in the limelight for a while.

However, Yang Dingtian, who had returned to Guangmingding, disappeared shortly after he returned to the place of Guangmingtian. The people in the Ming Cult tried every means to find it, but they could not find its whereabouts. The Ming Cult has no leader, and the sect is trapped in the quagmire of fighting for power and power.

In addition, there is another big event, that is, the marriage between Wudang and Emei.

Fengling Master’s beloved disciple Fang Yanqing and Chen Zhenren of Wudangshan became Taoist partners. The treasure of the sect, Yitian Sword, was used as a dowry, and it was once a legend in the martial arts world.

Not long after, the Fengling Master of the Emei Sect passed away at the Golden Pin of Emei, and the eldest disciple of the head Mieqing took over as the head. Although Mieqing's martial arts skills were not as good as Master of the Fengling Master, he had extraordinary junior brothers and sisters of peers such as Gu Hongzi and others to help him, and the Wudang sect in-laws outside, but he did not lose the power of the Emei Sect.

On Wudang Mountain, the seven Wudang heroes had gathered together and became famous in the martial arts world, and they were vaguely in a row with the Shaolin faction.

At the same time, the situation in the court deteriorated, the powerful and powerful in the Mongolian Yuan struggled endlessly, and uprisings in various places were one after another. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that the rule of the Mongolian Yuan court was declining.

On the afternoon of that day, Chen Mang called the adult Zhu Yuanzhang to the room to take his homework.

Zhu Yuanzhang respectfully presented the strategy of "On Protracted War" with both hands, stood in front of Chen Mang, with a solemn expression, as if facing the most important choice in life, and was tensely waiting for Chen Mang's comments.

After a while, Chen Mang finished reading the story carefully and looked at his disciple with disappointment: "Yuanzhang, you are very disappointed in your teacher!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned pale as if struck by lightning: "Master, are you going to drive me down the mountain?"

Chen Mang was slightly stunned and said, "Why did you say this?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said bitterly: "Six years ago, Senior Brother Chen Youliang was commented like this by you, and then you drove him down the mountain."

Chen Mang coughed and showed an unjust expression: "How could you think of being a teacher so much? You are the disciple you value the most. It hurts your teacher's heart when you speak like this."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned pale: "Three years ago, you also told Senior Brother Zhang Shicheng that he was your most valued disciple, and then Senior Brother Zhang was coaxed down the mountain by you."

“…”

Chen Mang was silent for a moment, and after a moment, he jumped up from the bed in anger and slapped at the back of Zhu Yuanzhang: "Your memory is used on these small things, so it is difficult to achieve academic success!"

"Ouch!"

Zhu Yuanzhang screamed in pain, then looked at his master with a resentful face and said, "Master, if you want to send me as a spy, just say it, your disciple will die."

Chen Mang glanced at his disciple and sighed helplessly.

Since accepting Chen Youliang and Zhu Yuanzhang as apprentices, he has inquired from many sources, and finally found Zhang Shicheng in a salt field in Taizhou, gathering these three little guys with talent for rebellion as apprentices.

Among the three apprentices, Chen Youliang followed him for the longest time and had the best martial arts skills. Zhang Shicheng was a steady person and was most favored by him.

This young disciple Zhu Yuanzhang is the smartest and good at guessing other people's thoughts. Chen Mang is the most worried about him, but sometimes Zhu Yuanzhang can guess what he wants, which makes him the most helpless.

Seeing that his intention was seen through by his disciple, Chen Mang no longer had a stern face and said softly: "Since you already know what your master is thinking, then your master will no longer go around. Tell me, where do you want to go to undercover?"

Zhu Yuanzhang twitched his cheek: "Senior Brother Chen said he wanted to go to the Ming Cult, but you asked him to go to the Beggars' Sect. Senior Brother Zhang said he wanted to go to the court to be an official. You asked him to go to the Cao Gang to sell salt. I... can I really choose it myself?"

Chen Mang coughed awkwardly: "Well, after all, you are the disciple you love most for your master, so you still have some choices. You can go to the Ming Cult. The Ming Cult has Monk Peng to help you. If you go there, you will get twice the result with half the effort and you will be the leader of the school. Maybe you will be the leader of the school for one year, two years of guardianship, and three years of becoming the leader!" As he said that, he gradually changed into a bewitching face.

Is this to choose?

The master has already said so clearly, so he can’t choose anything!

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyelids were pounding wildly, and he was unable to complain about his master in his heart. He said helplessly: "Then you can go to the Ming Cult."

Chen Mang instantly turned into a smile, patted Zhu Yuanzhang on the shoulder, and said with relief: "I chose well. I am really sorry for the careful teaching I have taught for many years. You can go and find your master's wife. She has prepared your luggage for you."

Zhu Yuanzhang: "..."

As expected, it seems that the master has already made up his mind to rush himself down the mountain no matter what.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were full of resentment. He went to the backyard to say goodbye to his master's wife. After getting his luggage, he turned around step by step and reluctantly left Chaotian Temple where he had lived for more than ten years.

Soon, Qing'er walked in with a sad look on his face, stood side by side with Chen Mang to the entrance of the Taoist temple, and watched Zhu Yuanzhang go down the mountain together.

Seeing Qing'er come out, Chen Mang couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Over the years, Qing'er's facial features have completely grown, becoming exactly the same as the green snake in Chen Mang's memory.

Although Chen Mang was used to it, he still couldn't help but complain in his heart. When he saw Xu Xian again in the future, should he call him brother-in-law?

Of course, Qing'er didn't know what he was thinking. Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang's back as he was gradually moving away, Qing'er, who had always liked the fun, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "As soon as Yuanzhang left, there were only two of us left in the Taoist temple, it was so deserted."

Chen Mang responded, "Well, let's go to Zhenwu Palace to play, it's more lively. It's been a long time since I took the kung fu exam for the school in Cuishan, and I don't know how I've taught him how to practice with each other."

Qing'er's eyelids twitched, and she couldn't help but worry about Zhang Cuishan in her heart.

Chen Mang’s school exam was simply poisonous. One person in the school exam would go down the mountain!

It's Cuishan's turn this time. Whether he can escape the disaster depends on his personal fortune...

If Chen Mang could use mind reading skills at this time, he would definitely be shocked by Qing'er's thoughts, because Qing'er completely guessed his idea, and he was going to drive Zhang Cuishan down this time!

However, what Qing'er didn't know was that Chen Mang received the news from Zhang Shicheng and learned that the Dragon-Slaying Sword had already appeared, and the Tianying Sect and the Haisha Sect had sent people to snatch it.

Chen Mang knew that the plot of the sword-ringing conference had arrived, so he thought of Zhang Cuishan. He was afraid that he would miss the marriage, so he wanted to send him down the mountain.

Half an hour later, the two of them came to Zhenwu Palace. But as soon as they approached, they heard the sound of "Ding Ding Dangdang" of weapons colliding.

Looking forward, on the martial arts field in front of the hall, a young man in Confucian uniform was holding a sword in one hand and holding a knife in the other, slashing towards Song Yuanqiao in front of him frantically.

Song Yuanqiao held the sword and crossed his head, struggling to withstand the attack, and he couldn't breathe for a moment. He was suppressed and could not change his moves to fight back.

The boy opposite him was like crazy, slashing wildly while shouting: "That's it? That's it? Senior brother, you have this little ability? Take out all your skills and compete with me!" As he said that, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Song Yuanqiao out with one kick.

Qing'er, who had just arrived, saw this scene, twitched his lips hard, looked at Chen Mang speechlessly, and said, "As soon as he came, I saw Cuishan hitting the far bridge. Cuishan was so good, what did you teach him!"
Chapter completed!